He’s semi reclined on the bed when I walk in the room. I don’t realise immediately that he has his cane in his hand. What I did notice is that our boy cat is sat up, attentive. When I do notice the cane I realise that this is what has my cat so focused. His head is moving, following the cane and MrH looks like he’s conducting an orchestra! The cane. A shiver of excitement has fluttered through me, but as we have not been …
What’s too much?
Thanks to the issue I mentioned in my previous post it’s been a while since MrH allowed me to/brought me to/gave me (choose your own meaning there) an orgasm. I’ve talked about how I no longer seem able to orgasm through masturbation – I just don’t seem to have the desire to do it, I am his and I seem to only want him to touch me. So I’m horny as hell. MrH has allowed me to pleasure him, once he even allowed me to …
My Sir
Things have been strange recently. I think D/s has become our normal/default setting and so in many ways the sparkly new shine it once had has gone. I don’t mean to suggest that I’m not content because I am – very much so. I still feel calmer and more settled than before. I am still consumed by desire and need for Sir. Our communication is still better than ever and I am getting better at asking for things. There is of course room for improvement, …
Journal entry 24th October 2018
They cancelled my hospital admission. I was supposed to be having the second procedure done in my spine on Monday… by today I would have been feeling better… by Friday I would have been, dare I say, finally pain free. At least my back wouldn’t be hurting. Instead I am waiting for them to call me with a new admission date. Yesterday MrH told our son he had been looking forward to taking me to the cinema when my back was not painful. I wanted …
A dirty word?
Monogamy as defined by the Collins Dictionary is the state or custom of having a sexual relationship with only one partner When I first asked MrH to consider adding BDSM into our relationship and we began the discussions outside play wasn’t talked about. Then we started chatting to a couple on line. Suddenly I didn’t know where MrH planned to take us. Suddenly I panicked that I had opened a door I would regret. It had been a standing joke during our vanilla life that …
Bliss
I’m in heaven…..Seriously. We got home 6 hours ago (it’s now 16:15) and I’m still floating on a high. The crash will not be pretty. But right now. Damn! I feel spectacular….. The day started well, MrH allowed me to suck his cock, then he used my pussy and gave me his cum. So, really I should have said, the day started very well! Then at 12 we left to complete a few errands before we headed to the hotel. We bought some sandwiches to …
Forced Orgasm Heaven
This morning our youngest went to help out my mum and we were given a couple of hours alone. Normally I would be winking and nudging MrH all morning about this “alone time” and what we might do in it, but today, for some strange reason I didn’t. I say strange because the child had interrupted play on Friday night and I have been sooo horny since then. MrH took child out and I was sewing. I decided to repair a seam rip in a …
Plugged
I told you to watch this space. MrH has gone to the allotment. I’m sewing. Before he left he took my hand and asked me to come with me. He took me upstairs, pulled down my leggings, told me to spread my cheeks and inserted the butt plug. If it gets uncomfortable I have to message him. I love it when Mr H makes me wear the butt plugs, it feels so naughty.
Can’t quite put my finger on it…..
But I don’t feel right. I usually feel calm and content. But instead I feel sad, disconnected, distant. Although S1 headed off to London and we “in theory” had our old routines back things just don’t feel right. That’s not to say MrH and I haven’t played because we have. We have tested the replacement wand. And I’ve been allowed to suck MrH’s cock before bed time twice this week. He allows this for a time and then he will instruct me to stop and fuck …
Held together with superglue and tape…
Sometimes life pulls us in a direction we don’t like. Sometimes we drift like a ship without an anchor. Sometimes we talk utter rubbish…. Right now I’m really struggling (again). I’ve been faced with behaviour at work that I’m not comfortable with. A level of deceit that I don’t like. A certain amount of aggression that frightens me and some unreasonable attitudes that have caused me many sleepless nights and anxious days. MrH wants me to look for another job, everyone I’ve discussed it in detail with, …